a strange voice caught my sight,
the voice was soft,seeping through the door,
still it pierced my heart deep down to the core.
It spoke about what lay within me,
"appearances are deceptive,
staying true to your own self is the key".
I wished to feel pretty,
I desired to feel loved,
I wished I could sometimes,
be in a world where I stood high and above.
But wishes may be countless,
and creating dreams may be free,
life has greater purposes,
and there is only one chance to be me.
"Being pretty is not what counts" she said,
"neither being above all is greatness,
it's the unsaid acts of kindness,
that make you feel blessed".
I pledged then and there,
to seek goodness everywhere,
I will treat others the way i want to be treated,
I will smile and make everyone else's day better,
I will stand on my morals and ways,
and in the end....
I will be there for my own self always